Dont Grieve Near My Grave
Don’t grieve near my grave,
Nor sing a sorrow song;
Thou witness only body,
dress I wore in past;
Don't weep 'O' sweetie sweet,
I am not dressed,
yet not naked;
On a jovial vehicle,
Moving to paradise,
Faster than earthy medium;
through frolic lakes,
Dense lush weald,
Cool moisty clouds;
Through the gleam,
Warms my soul;
Higher I travel cooler my soul;
Twinkling Stars they blink,
show the passage to paradise;
All they give all the options;
What, why and when,
to have my new dress;
Don't see poor, beggar, crime,
No sad, no pain, no distress,
Man, animal, bird are same;
All are angels,
Inebriate in frolic mood;
Don't grieve near my grave...
Nor sing a sorrow song...
My deeds in past,
Is all souvenir,
Adorn your dreams;
© Sadashivan Nair
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